Childish Quarrels and Negotiation

When Song Yun Xiang knew in the future, he would only think that an idiot like Fang Sheng Lin was really lucky.

This made others who had to work hard for their lives were so jealous but they couldn't do anything. After all, luck or anything like that depended on fate and it was not something they could ask for. 

"Do you know anyone who could fight with me?" Fang Sheng Lin showed interest when he heard Song Yun Xiang's words. 

"Not exactly, but if I create an artificial landslide, can you escape?" Song Yun Xiang asked and looked at Fang Sheng Lin calmly.

Artificial landslide?

Fang Sheng Lin felt chills on his back when he heard Song Yun Xiang's words. He felt that his old friend was getting scarier at this moment.

"You… You're joking right?" Fang Sheng Lin moved one step away from Song Yun Xiang.